Kiss me. Take my hand and stare eagerly into my eyes. Gently push me up against the wall, move in close so your body is pressed against mine. My heart flutters and my blood rushes because I know this is it, this is going to be our first kiss. My eyes say, “follow me to the ends of the earth” and all I want to do is be yours.
The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever.
"The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever"
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i got into my first accident
on thursday. and i hope its my last.
it all happened too fast.
my knees went weak,
my body turned cold.
was i afraid that i could be dead?
or was i fearing for the other person's life?
i dont know.
my thoughts were so unclear.
but one thing i just couldnt get it is,
how am i able to miss his presence
when i actually checked before i moved off?!
i really dont get it. where did he come from?
dropped from the skies?!!!

anyway, life is indeed fragile.
it could be taken away from any living being
in an instant. a snap of the fingers.
i'm very shaken by this matter.
till now, the scene keeps replaying in my head.
how could it have happened?
i could be dead if i were the motorist.
i really hope he recovers well and fast.


/cause we are like paper and glass
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